C366 God Is Messing with Me

He stood at the pier and watched the fleet gradually disappear until the fleet became a small black dot in his field of vision. Only then did the people who came to see him off slowly leave.

"Achoo, Achoo, Achoo!"

In a deep valley at the border of Beichen and East Cloud, which was filled with fog all year round, there was a man with a white face and no beard